Walls
A life that is well lived
Can be all fun and games
Unless of course
You’re a frenzied insane
Manic screams
Depressive thoughts
It’s a wonder how more souls haven’t got lost
Alone in a cell
Without windows or doors
The deranged sing a song
And they have no remorse
As we’re sent back in time
To a primitive day
There’s no way to leave
Looks like we’ll all stay
Hush us all up
With pills, pokes, and prods
Except the crazed are a people
And we have a cause
-Photo was taken by me while exploring the abandoned ruins of a hospital-
